New plan. We are hunkered down at a Walmart waiting out the hotest part of the day.
In Oduibhir's words, we felt like ping pong balls on I40. With as many trucks as are there it might as well be a train track. We are occupying the employee break area and repeatedly saying, "yes, Alaska".

What do we do if Barney comes? Easy, we offer him Pam's homemade chocolatechip cookies.

HEY! Here's a shout out to "Sport Bike Track Gear" who have joined Team Gremlin and our fight to eliminate the cursed beasties. Oduibhir's helmet broke a flange on the chinbar's hinge. Part's on the way. Thanks!

...now some some one call "Phoebe Cates". We need all the help we can get. The latest victim: M8 1.25x40mm.(Look behind the fork).